Change Your Thinking.

Post 646 ~ ~ ~ Saturday, 28th November, 2009.

Hello Everyone ~~ I hope you survived Thanksgiving and all that food.
I am fine and very happy to have a few days a little cooler 25 ish and
also some lovely rain. More of both are predicted, which is great.

I will start tonight with some photos taken while Peter was here.

















Jeanette took this one, From left, Carol, Peter,Merle and Pauline.
Carol is Jen's daughter and Pauline her sister.We all still miss Gwen.


















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Jeanette with her beloved Penny.


First story was sent by my dear friend Margaret Davidson. Thank you.
It is called "Change your Thinking."

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.

Two men, seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon
to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their
involvement with military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon, when the man by the window could sit up, he would
use the time by describing to his room-mate all the things he could
see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods
where his life would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and
color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model
boats, lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a
fine view of the skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man
on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this
picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a Parade passing by.
Although the man could not hear the band -- he could see it in his mind's
eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths onl to
find the body of the man by the window who had died peacefully in his
sleep. She was saddened and called hospital attendants to take the
body away.

As soon as it semed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be
moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the
switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully , he propped himself up on one elbow to take his
first look at the world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out
the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased
roommate to describe such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even
see the wall. She said," Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue !!
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our
own situatation.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness shared is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money
can't buy.

Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present.

The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to those
who pass it on.
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Now for some jokes . . . . .

Thanks to my friend, Lorraine for the first one.

A teenage boy had just passed his driving test and inquired of his father
as to when they could discuss his use of the car.

His father said he'd make a deal with his son, : "You bring your grades
up from a C to a B average, study your Bible a little, and get your hair
cut. Then we talk about the car."

The boy thought for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and
they agreed to it.

After about six weeks, his father said,"Son, you've brought your grades
up and I've observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I am
disappointed you haven't had your hair cut."

The boy said, "You know Dad, I've been thinking about that and I have
noticed in my studies of the Bible, that Samson had long hair; John the
Baptist had long hair. Moses had long hair . . . and there's even strong
evidence that Jesus had long hair."

To this, his father replied, "Did you also notice they all walked
everywhere they went ?"
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Keeping Secrets.

At a dinner party, several of the guests were arguing whether men
or women were more trustworthy.

"No woman," said one man scornfully, "can keep a secret."

"I don't know about that," huffily answered one woman guest.
"I have kept my age a secret since I was twenty-one"

"You'll let it out one day," the man insisted.

"I hardly think so," responded the lady. "When a woman has
kept a secret for twenty-seven years, she can keep it forever.

Thank you Sue and Bob for the Goodbye Mom one.

A young man shopping in a supermarket noticed a little old lady
following him around. If he stopped, she stopped.
Furthermore, she kept staring at him. Just before the check-out
she overtook him and said, "I hope I haven't made you feel
uneasy. It's just that you do look so much like my late son.

He answered, "That's Okay."

"I know it's silly, but if you'd call out "Goodbye Mom" as I leave the
store, it would make me feel so happy."

She then went through the check-out and on her way out of
the store he shouted "Goodbye Mom."

The little old lady waved, and smiled back at him.
Pleased that he had brought a little sunshine into someone's day,
he went tp pay for his groceries.

"That comes to $121.85." said the clerk.

"That can't be right . . . .I only bought 5 items."

The clerk replied, "Yeah, but your Mother said you'd be paying for
her things too."

Bet you thought this would be a tear-jerker.

Don't trust little old ladies !!!
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Thank you Margaret for another one. Best Clean Joke.

An Italian, A Scotsman and a Chinese man, are hired at a
Construction site.

The foreman points out a huge pile of sand.

He says to the Italian guy,"You're in charge of sweeping."

He says to the Scotsman, "You're in charge of shovelling."

And to the Chinese guy, "You're in charge of supplies."

He then says, "Now I have to leave for a little while. I expect
you men to make a dent in that pile of sand."

So when the foreman returns after a couple of hours, the pile of
sand is untouched.

He asks the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?"
The Italian replies, "I no hava no broom. You saida to the Chinese
fella that he wasa ina charge of supplies, but he hasa disappeared
and I couldna finda him nowhere."

Then the foreman turns to the Scotsman and says, "And you, I
thought I told you to shovel this pile."
The Scotsman replies, " Aye, that ye did laddie, but I could na get
meself a shovel. Ye left the Chinese in charge of supplies, but I
couldna find him neither."

The foreman is really angry now. He storms off toward the pile of
sand to find the Cninese gent.

Just then, the Chinese man leaps out from behind the pile of sand
and yells, "SUPPLIES"!!!!
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Time to call it a day, my friends. I hope everything is going well
for you. My love and best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 646 ~ ~ ~ Wednesday, 28th November, 2009.
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